I Knew
I knew two eyes – those eyes, oh
how I loved them – God knows.
I couldn’t tear my soul
from their intense, bewitching darkness.
Such sorrow, such passion showed
in that deep gaze
that laid life bare,
such depth, such sorrow!
Sad and self-absorbed it trembled,
in the deep shadow of her lashes,
wearied like sensual pleasure,
and deadly like pain.
And in those magic moments
there was never a time
I met it without emotion,
or admired it without tears.
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